Wealth and honor can be lust, poverty and humbleness can be moved, and power and force can be bent, this is why a real man can be bent and deduce the truth.

However, all the credit is the leader, which is the true meaning of life. The only way to get promoted and make money.

It’s raining, but the City God is afraid of it.

But what the City God feared was not his Wei Liangchen, but the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty.

This point must be mentioned sooner or later, and always.

If you mention it every day, you mention it every day, and then you mention it every day.

It was under the leadership of the wise and powerful Emperor Wanli that I, Wei Liangchen, successfully subdued the gods and brought nectar to the long-drought Liaodong land.

Of course, this is inseparable from my own efforts, but without His Majesty's holy power, I will not be able to work harder.

You must understand that I, Wei Liangchen, have no standard, and your Majesty has this!

In the world, only Your Majesty, you are qualified to show off. Others are just taking advantage of your old power.

Today, when I report to Wanli, Liangchen has already prepared a draft. He took out his strength to write a special book on the glorious deeds of killing the City God, and then pointed out with the finishing touch - "The only thing I rely on is Your Majesty!"

To sum up, if you don’t have the strong support of Your Majesty, I, Wei Liangchen, have any virtues, how can I dare to intimidate the gods?

At the core, the good minister is proud.

As the rain landed in Liaodong, his Weisheren's reputation will surely spread far and wide.

I just don’t know if the Liaodong people built a temple for Xiong Manzi after he accomplished this. If so, now they would be building it for me, Xiao Wei Qiansui.

It’s good to live a temple, and it’s the treatment of a saint.

Alas, after thinking about it, I feel sorry for my second uncle again. I first slept with my second uncle's woman, and then snatched my second uncle's head. This nephew is a bit unauthorized.

But no matter what, Liangchen would definitely not snatch the title of "Nine Thousand Years" from his second uncle, and he was reluctant to part with the bird under his crotch.

Li Yongzhen's whole body was wet by the rain, but there was a fire in his chest. Looking at the raindrops falling all over the sky, he couldn't help but say from the heart: "Your Majesty's holy power certainly makes the gods afraid of the gods, and the courage of the sacrificer is rare in the world."

Um?

Liangchen looked at Li Yongzhen deeply. This guy's flattery was also very tall, and invisibly put another layer of gold on his Wei Sheren's figure.

A talent is a talent, and gold shines everywhere.

Li Yongzhen, the future deputy general manager of the Ming Dynasty, is at least the vice-national.

Such a character also flatters himself. What does it mean? It means that Wei Liangchen is really capable.

People with ability will shine everywhere they go, shining and shining.

In a happy mood, the good minister wanted to recite a poem, but in the end he said in a compassionate tone: "I was promoted to the Confucian scholar and taught to the official position. Although I was a minor minister, I could tell the truth about the country and the king's sincerity. My wish was to be peaceful and safe. If this rain could slow down the disaster in Liaodong and prevent the people of Liao from being displaced by natural disasters, even if I die now, I would be willing."

"The desire to sacrifice others is moved by everyone when they hear it." When Li Yongzhen said this, he seemed to be insincere because his face was thrusting.

Of course, these are subtitles, so don't worry too much.

If a good minister really wants to die now, he will definitely flash with lightning speed.

The scenes should not be true.

Shen Lian looked ashamed, stood on the horse, letting the rain hit him in the face, feeling embarrassed and embarrassed. He wanted to go forward and say something to Wei Sheren, but he couldn't speak.

Not only Chen Lian did this, but also his four subordinates. Because yesterday, they rejected Wei Sheren's absurd request to hold a white card to kill the City God.

Now, the rain has actually fallen. In the dark, who dares to say that it is not that the City God who is really afraid of Wei Sheren?

Moreover, when you hear other people's words, every word you care about the people and worry about the people. The sincere heart for repaying the king is beyond words.

And what about them?

People compare themselves with others, and they are ashamed.

Zheng Duo and others who came from Shuangshantai looked at Wei Liangchen with their eyes full of enthusiasm.

Most of the people in this group of Flying Tiger Army are not good people, but they just kill too many people and do bad things very well. Instead, they truly believe in ghosts and gods in their hearts.

However, Wei Sheren was afraid of ghosts and gods. What else could he be afraid of when he followed him?

Liangchen did not agree to Zhang Hu's condition to bring tax soldiers into the Imperial Horse Prison. But because of this, Zhang Hu believed that Wei Liangchen really wanted to keep the Flying Tiger Army.

The good minister suggested that he would give His Majesty a plan, but he could not guarantee whether he succeeded or not. But if Zhang Hu could send someone to Fushun Pass with him, then the matter of the Imperial Horse Supervision could not be accomplished, and His Majesty might have other arrangements. No matter how it was settled in the end, it would be better than the Flying Tiger Army and other people hiding in Shuangshantai.

Besides, the purpose of Wei Liangchen's visit to Fushun Pass was to find out the matter of Jianzhou's collection of funds. The people of the Feihu Army knew the most. Whether it was true or false, they had to explain it to the court. The explanation was too particular, and it was directly related to the life of Gao Huai and Gao's father-in-law.

Thinking of Gao Huai's kindness to him over the past ten years, Zhang Hu agreed, but he refused to go.

Although Nurhaci from Jianzhou hated Gao Huai to the core, he also gritted his teeth at Zhang Hu. The reason is that most of the things he did to Jianzhou in the past two years were from Zhang Hu.

The Jianzhou people may not be able to kill the envoy sent by the court, but it was a matter of thought to kill him, Zhang Hu.

Zhang Hu doesn't want to die.

After all, Gao Huai has lost power.

Zhang Hu does not have the official identity of the Ming Dynasty now, and the Flying Tiger Army was even treated as a horse bandit by the Ming army in Liaodong.

If the Jianzhou people really want to take the initiative, he can't even escape.

Liangchen did not force Zhang Hu, and Zhang Hu asked Zheng Duo to take fifty people to Fushun with Wei Liangchen.

"You can go to Fushun with me, but your life is in danger." Liangchen suddenly rode his horse in front of Zheng Duo and others.

Zheng Duo immediately bowed slightly and said in a deep voice: "Sacrifice is not afraid, what else can I be afraid of?"

"Okay." Liangchen nodded.

"Since the servant knows that going to Fushun is dangerous, why bother to go?" Chen Lian already knew the identities of Zheng Duo and others, and he never had a good impression of these Flying Tiger Tax Soldiers.

Chen Lian was worried that Jianzhou would be unfavorable to Wei Liangchen, because even when Gao Huai was in power, his eunuchs had been killed by Jianzhou many times. These things were suppressed by the commander, but as the fifth master's personal soldier, how could he not know?

"I knew there was a tiger in the mountain, but I was going to Hushan. I was not my Wei Liangchen, but I left for the emperor. Even if there was a sea of ​​swords and fire, what could I be afraid of? It is said that I laughed at the sky with my sword, and left the two knots of Kunlun." Liangchen snapped his horse and swung his whip, and shouted quickly: "Let's go to Fushun, and we'll meet that Nuerhaci!"

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